As she walked into the room, she felt his presence immediately. The Dominant Daddy was in control, and she could feel it in every fibre of her being. She had been longing for this moment ever since they had started talking online, and she knew that he was the one who could fulfill all of her deepest desires.
He had instructed her to wear a short black dress with a pair of high heels, and as she entered the room, he looked her up and down with an approving smile. He was dressed in a black suit, looking every inch the powerful alpha male that he was.
He led her to the bed, and as she stood before him, he reached out and ran his hands over her body, feeling her curves and exploring every inch of her. His touch was electrifying, and she could feel herself getting wetter with every passing second.
He pulled her close, and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh. He whispered in her ear, telling her how he was gonna make her his, and she gasped with desire.
He pushed her down onto the bed, and she lay there, waiting for him to take control. He reached out and tied her hands to the bedposts, ensuring that she was completely at his mercy.
He then stripped off his suit, revealing a muscular, powerful body that made her pulse race. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with a chiselled jawline and piercing blue eyes. He looked like a god, and she couldn’t wait for him to claim her as his.
He then entered her, slow and deep, and she cried out with pleasure. He pumped into her hard and fast, his movements rough and dominant. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, and just when she wondered she couldn’t take it any longer, he pulled out and came all over her body, his white hot seed dripping down her skin.
She lay there, panting and satisfied, her body aching for more. The Dominant Daddy had lived up to all of her expectations and more, and she knew that she would be begging for more, again and again.